If we followed your warning signs Children would swim alphabetically Mountaintops would all fall in line Single-file by height If this was the only way
[Lyrics: L. Harrison; music: Monstrosity] A dark envision [duh, it's a verb, not a noun!] surrounds the mind grasping for the souls of dead the undead
[Lyrics: L. Harrison; music: Monstrosity] Dismal. Fears that I have known haunt me. Words cannot express my torture. I mourn reality Conceal, the scars
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Born in the dawn of a new era Existing in the vast confines of infinity. Reaching out toward the light Reaching out to burn alive. Breath down in the
Years have passed still the one remains sole survivor of a world in flames world of flames Last of an endangered breed lone survivor of this tragedy
Cast into desolation Uniform destruction of the pure On wasted soil never to vegetate On this lifeless planet of ash Manipulation of their world These
[#1] Ageless hands of a wicked race Malicious fury of hell forged hate Clawing with rage out from below Uprising realms of sickness grows Mocking
[Lyrics: L. Harrison; music: Monstrosity] A burning grave of undying pain habitual process of conquering doom This path of tortures is travelled slow
Earthly planet revolving moon and sun Eclipse of light will evoke it's death The years of display forthcoming decay The age of fire now crawling quick
[Lyrics: L. Harrison; music: Monstrosity] Decrepit, replete with misery the elders lie diseased and are dead or dying Dilapidated, we feel tortured You
In the supermarket with my mother at my side Lurkin in the frozen foods was something that made me cry A disfigured "being", limping down the aisle Reached
Big Boss / Big Boss What is - the world, love, life, understanding, faith, delight, lust, pain, joy, grief, making love, dying, being born, rising, doom
comes pain withdrawals and deformation Breaking the mould of human appearance A life of hell, better off to die Contorting bodies with chemical interference Living monstrosity
Gotta couch, got the sniffles, saw a doctor, got a match, got a hammer, got a nail, gotta caskett, got a match, got a green card, got a hassle, took a
We have three choices from here Evolution, regression, or stagnation And I will choose the first I would rather move on Because looking backwards is Worse
Repulsive actions burning impressions on the soul Cascading wave of failure relinquish all control The grasp of terror crushing a fleeting sense of hope
Gazing back now at the living from behind these eternal flames as judgment day has passed with darkness I bind my affinity Their kingdom bleeds their
